purpleman is in london for 7 weeks. it's too bad he had to leave just before two, back-to-back three-day weekends. i've only had to work three out of the last nine days! of course i have no complaints about the holidays, but after catching up with friends from school, finishing haruki murakami's new book, and trying to make the perfect octopus risotto in tomato and orange sauce, i had to admit i was a bit BORED. i hadn't been bored in such a long time. i remembered that my parents used to tell me that people who get bored easily have no inner life. so i thought, have i lost my inner life? do i depend on purpleman too much?
for the first time in a while i went to nid cafe alone. this is where i used to spend long hours on my own, reading and day-dreaming between classes. since i've almost always gone with purpleman for the past year, the waitress asks me if i'll order right away or if i'll be waiting for "him"...
but after having a cup of iced cafe creme, writing a few postcards and staring out the window, i felt okay again.
